Sports

You've always have the knack for sports, and figure it would do you some good to get back into them. After all, it was you who scored the winning basket at your high schools game against your then rivals, the Yellow Jackets. Granted it was after three years as a bench warmer, but still! You finally got to be in a game and do some good!

You walk down the sports area, looking from booth to booth looking for something of interest. "Fencing? Nah. Basketball? I mean I could... but maybe not. Football? No way. Vol-" your voice catches in your throat as you look over to the volleyball table. There, waving down people and smiling brilliantly is what your mind decides must be the goddess of sports. Long flowing brown hair, a cheery grin on her tan skin, beautiful green eyes, a tight ass that makes men drool, a b-cup bust that looks tantalizing even next to that of large breasted women... "Beautiful..." you find yourself saying, before she catches your gaze and giggles. You blush and walk over to her, popping your earbuds out and giving a smile.